The Days Are Rapidly Coming To An End

Today we got to co-teach 2 classes and meet with the English club. Sara and I taught the classes the “Hokey Pokey,” and surprisingly the oldest students liked it the best! It is really fun now, as we have made connections with the students- knowing their names and a bit about their family lives. One student I talked to today was nervous for her baccalaureate exam and she wants to become a nurse. Another student really wants to be a famous singer in America (and she sang for me- she definitely has the voice for it)! Her two friends want to be her manager and her wardrobe specialist. Another student wants to move to Canada after his exam because his brother moved there. I have always liked listening to the dreams for the future that the students I work with have, and I can’t wait to share with them how similar their dreams are to the Senegalese students.

These three promised to keep making music together and to remember me when they are famous!

English club was lots of fun! They sang a lot of songs for us, and since they were singing the “ABC song,” I taught them “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” since it has the same melody. I handed out more of the stickers and letters from the students at my school, and we gave them American flag pins, as well.

Wearing his sticker from my school proudly!

After English club, we got to go to Sophie’s house for lunch. She had one of her student’s moms make lunch and clean while we were at school, so it was all ready when we got there. We had mafe, which is a delicious beef, peanut butter, and tomato sauce stew served on rice. It’s very delicious!

Mafe lunch!
Milk…not like ours! It was chunky and you added sugar to it to your liking.

With full stomachs, it was now time to venture back into Dakar for some exploring. First, we visited the Museum of Black Civilizations, which had some great exhibits from all over Western Africa.

Artwork called “Big Senegalese Family” – from one of the museum exhibits

Then we had a special treat- we went to the National Theater. It is named after a Senegalese drummer- Doudou Nolaye Coumba Rose. I have to check out his music when I get a chance. When we walked up to the theater, they were very clearly setting up for a big event. When we walked in, we learned there was an energy conference- there were exhibits being set up about solar panels and wind farms. As soon as we got in the building, we heard drumming and I got excited! We climbed up some stairs, wandered around some twisting corners, and found a drum group practicing for a show they have tomorrow night. It was FANTASTIC! Then we watched a dance group practice for that same performance and they were amazing, as well. What a treat!

The drummer outside of the theater
The drummers and dancers together! My WiFi is particularly spotty tonight, so I’m not even going to try to upload the videos! I’ll add them when I get back home

We then stopped at the Cathedral in Dakar. It was so beautiful, and it was great to see it!

Dakar Cathedral

For our final adventure of the night, we went fabric shopping. Some of the other Fulbright groups have been posting pictures of traditional dresses they’ve had made while they were here, and we had thought we’d try our hand at that, too. Fabric shopping is intense. There are shops set up one after another after another, all in the same area. You really can’t tell where one stops and the next one starts. The shops all are super full of fabric, with tiny aisles to walk through and many people trying to get by. It did not take us long to get overwhelmed! Sara found some fabric, and I got a ready-made dress since that seemed much easier. I now understand why no two dresses in Senegal are the same!

A tiny, minuscule, very small selection of the fabric we saw (look in the room). Not a great shot, I know, but I’ll try to do better next fabric hunt we go on!

La Musique Est Le Langage Universel De L’Humanité

Have you ever had that moment where you are talking to someone you’ve never met before and then you find you have a friend in common? Or you’ve gone to the same event? Or your sister works at the same business as this person? You know- the moments that make you start singing “It’s a Small World.”That’s how today went for me, but in a way that all musicians can relate to.

More on that in a minute…. Because first I have to tell you about Sara’s epic lesson using the game “Heads Up.” She taught the Senegalese students how to play the game that people in America have a tendency to play in very long amusement park lines in our country! She picked great words- everything from ‘phone,’ to ‘Snapchat,’ and ‘music’ to ‘Baobab.’ It was so fun to see the students of all abilities and comfort levels with English getting excited to speak clues to the person in the front of the room trying to guess the word. I also enjoyed learning a bit about what they thought of certain things. For example, for the word ‘friend,’ they said ‘bestie,’ ‘relationship,’ and ‘better half.’ For ‘television,’ they gave hints of ‘watch it every day,’ ‘plays movies,’ ‘broadcast,’ and ‘get information from it.’ For music, they just started naming musicians, but they named Adele, Michael Jackson, and Rihanna. This was such a great activity because it was easy for the students to use what they knew (reading the word and figuring out what it meant), while accommodating different levels of speaking ability- some kids would give one word, others gave sentences, while other students acted it out. It was also great for us to see how they viewed each word. If you ever have to do a cultural exchange, teach them ‘Heads Up.’ Sara just used a small whiteboard and marker.

I helped demonstrate Heads Up
The students wanted to have our host teacher guess the word. “Make it difficult for her,” they told Sara.

Ok, back to that story I was foreshadowing at the beginning of this blog. I got the opportunity to see a music class in action. They had moved it to the auditorium to accommodate all of us, and I could hear the sounds of recorders being played as we came up to the building.

Headed to the auditorium…can you hear the recorders yet?

The music teacher does not speak much English, and my French is barely passable, yet we were immediately able to communicate and understand each other perfectly. As musicians and music teachers always brag, music is universal, but I’ve never truly gotten to put that ideology to the test like I did here. The music teacher got right to work handing my colleagues and I each a recorder so that we could play along with the students. He quickly taught my colleagues the C major scale, and then, when it became obvious that the recorder and I were not strangers, he taught me the song the class was playing using the same solfège system he used with his students (and I use with the students I teach!). Within minutes, the students and I were rehearsing a popular Senegalese folk song. They sang it in solfège, then they played it on their recorders, and then they sang the words in Serère. Our guide was telling us that this is a language that is dying out, as unless your family stays in one place and doesn’t move, you will not be raised to speak these types of languages. The music is keeping the language alive!

This music teacher is the President of the Senegal Music Teacher Association. He writes the curriculum for the whole country. He came in to teach the class so that I could observe!
Singing in solfège- don’t they sound beautiful?

Next, I was invited to play a song for the class. I would have brought my trombone along, but I didn’t want to go back to the hotel to delay our arrival, so I played “Hot Cross Buns” on the recorder, explaining this was the first song our students learn. Then, volunteers from the class came up to perform. The girl who went right after me played “Chariots of Fire.” My “Hot Cross Buns” seemed pretty feeble, but it was so fun to see the students so excited to perform. It was also so exciting to have that ready-made bound that all musicians share. Anytime you walk into a room with musicians, you know you’re home. They applauded my “Hot Cross Buns” as though I was Taylor Swift, and told me how great I was. I, in turn, told them how amazed I was by their musicianship. It was the type of experience that touches you deep into your soul.

I love music students!!!!

I learned that music classes are 2 hours long, and the first hour is the theory (which they call science) and the second hour is what they call the practice. Music students in Senegal also are known for hanging out in the music room, unlike students in any other subject matter. Sounds familiar….

After class, we got to meet the vice principal, and he was so supportive of music and all it can do for the brains of the students at this school (which he mentioned specifically). It was so very cool to know that all the way over on a different continent, music education is respected. My heart is full. My soul is smiling. And, the music teacher and I have just laid the groundwork for an incredible partnership that will feature our students collaborating a lot!

Despite that being the highlight of my day, week, month, and who knows beyond that, we next got to go to our first market. I’m so grateful to our guide through this process, as I don’t enjoy haggling in my own language, let alone a language I only speak 5 phrases in (Wolof). I did manage to pick up some musical instruments, so I’m super excited about that. That’s all I’m sharing so far, as I know my husband is reading my blog and I’m just going to keep him guessing on what’s coming home to our house! Love you, Josh! 😘

We had the market to ourselves, as this is not usually visited by tourists
I got to learn about glass art- the artist draws on the glass, paints behind it, and puts pieces of fabric behind it as well.
On the way back, my host teacher did the Senegalese version of ‘curbside pickup’…
You buy your produce from the side of the road, but it is not necessary to leave your car!

Today, on National Geographic….

You are in the savanna of Senegal. You hear a rustling in the grass around you. You look around trying to figure out the cause of the commotion. What could it be?

Monkeys. It was a monkey.

These little guys were all over the place!

Today we had the adventure of a safari through the Bandia Reserve, as the students have off of school since yesterday was Easter. I know- it seems a little weird that a country that is 96% Muslim would have off the Monday after Easter, but you can blame the French for that. The school system was established by the French, and continues to be run that way.

When we got to our 4×4 for the Safari, I must have looked like a kid at Disney- I was grinning from ear to ear. My travel companions, both who have done African safaris before were laughing at me, as the closest I’ve gotten to an African safari is the Safari at Walt Disney World’s Animal Kingdom.

See the one grinning like a kid in a candy store?!? Yeah, that’s me!

As we started driving through the reserve, I felt like the beginning of the movie “Jurassic Park,” where one of the actors comments while traveling through the park in the vehicles on how it is a dinosaur park without any dinosaurs. However, the safari driver was headed farther into the park, so I just needed to calm the excitement and exercise some patience. In reality, it was not long before the monkeys were showing off their foraging, and ostriches were snacking off of the savanna floor.

Some birds at a watering hole

We got to see Impala, giraffes, rhinos, warthogs, zebras, antelopes, savanna buffalo, and elands, all in their natural habitat. No fencing between us and the animals, no waivers to sign, no seat belts…just us and the nature around us- in the environment on earth where they live naturally! It was really cool to see which animals were pack animals and which animals run solo. Even though we went in the hottest part of the day, the animals were pretty active.

Rhino taking a nap, with warthogs behind her. Also, after seeing the warthogs, I can’t get “Hakuna Matata” out of my head
This giraffe begged me to take a selfie with him…or maybe it was the other way around…only he and I know the truth. Also, do you think the airlines will let me fly with an emotional support giraffe???
What do you think- white with black stripes or black with white stripes?
These guys are my new favorites – the elands look like they are sporting double unicorn horns
Hungry, hungry crocodiles
I had to take this video for my niece- she loves giraffes!
Monkeys!!! You can see how they carry the babies in this video

After the safari, we went back to Suly Beach for our standard 4 pm lunch. The Senegalese people know how to eat RIGHT on the beach. Both yesterday and today, I was curious about the tide time tables, as I wasn’t sure how long we could stay at our table before we would start taking on water! It is a true treat to be so close to the ocean. The Senegalese people use the beach as their stress relief. Had a bad day? Take it to the beach. I haven’t been in Senegal long, but I do know the beach has been in most conversations I’ve had with students and adults alike!

I sent this picture to my husband and told him I saved him a seat.

We are back at the hotel now, ready for classes to start back up again tomorrow! I can’t wait to see those smiling and curious faces again- it seems like FOREVER since I’ve seen those students! I wish my 3-day weekends back home felt this long!

Senegalese Easter

Happy Easter to all of my Christian friends! It is hard to be away from home for a holiday- missing the girls and their Easter bunny morning, lunch with my family, dinner with my husband’s family, but I did get the chance to experience Easter here. Only 4% of the Senegalese people are Christian, but I am lucky enough to have a host teacher who is Catholic so I got to go to mass this morning. The Easter mass was 2 1/2 hours long, not counting the ‘after party’ in the choir loft. It was really cool to think that even though I didn’t understand exactly what they were saying all of the time, I (roughly) knew what was happening during the mass. I made a bunch of recordings of the songs for the students in my school, as I know they’ll love to hear it.

The priest and I
Ready for mass
The church
At the altar
An audio sample of the priest leading prayer- he sang a lot of the mass

After mass, Sophie brought us up to the choir loft to see the musicians. It was like a party up there! The priest even came up and jumped in on the piano. After they were done, one of the drummers gave me a mini djembe lesson! I was giddy with excitement!

The choir
The priest hopped on the keys
Learning the djembe

We went back to the hotel to change, and then headed to Lac Retba, also known as the Pink Lake. I had read previous to coming here that the lake was no longer pink due to floods, and that it would take a long time for it to come back, but it was indeed pink! Sophie verified that it used to be pinker, but that it also needs to be seen on a sunny day, or the pink will not appear. Lac Retba is one of the saltiest lakes in the world, and you can see the salt that is harvested from the lake. We took a boat ride through it, and were told it is impossible to drown in the lake due to its high salinity. We did not choose to test this theory out. We were also told that you can’t be in the lake for too long – workers harvesting the salt have to wear cocoa butter on their skin to protect it from all of the salt.

Legit pink- no filter used in this picture
Some people going swimming…
Yep, I did indeed stick my Vernier water probes in the Pink Lake because I’m a big nerd

Next we went on a Jeep ride through the sand dunes that separate the Atlantic Ocean from the Lake. It was so much fun! We ended up on this one section of beach that had roaring waves and we were the only people there! Such an amazing time (and another Anthony Bourdain moment, for sure!).

Ready for sand dune time…I think
Going up
Huge rolling waves coming in
Much busier section of the beach on our return
We did not have time for a camel ride…

The merchants selling in this area were relentless. They would give you a bracelet as a sign of ‘Teranga,’ which means hospitality and is the country motto. They would not let you give it back, but they would expect you to ‘come to their shop,’ which was really just a basket of their goods. It was like the Caribbean, but times 1,000 on desire for a sale…

After I made my very first souvenir purchase (the bracelet trick did not work on me- I went with a merchant who didn’t give me a present), it was time to go to Sophie’s mom’s house outside of Dakar for Easter dinner. We had a fantastic chicken and fries dish, along with some fried deliciousness made of ground up beans. Sophie’s family was so much fun- lots of dancing and joking. Though we may not have completely understand every word, we were all able to communicate the general idea with each other.

Easter dinner!
Some of Sophie’s fantastic family at her mom’s home

Another incredible day in Senegal – we were playing hard today, as we were going strong for 13 hours (but don’t feel too sorry for me – it was so much fun)! I still can’t believe I’m here!

My Own Personal Anthony Bourdain Day…

No school today means adventures to be had in Dakar! To get to Dakar, we got to take the train, which is only 3 years old. It was a very clean and smooth ride!

At the train station!

We started off the day touring the college that Sophie went to. College is free in Senegal, and security is tight on campus. You must have a student ID to get through the gates to enter each college campus we’ve visited. We enjoyed time in the library, where we got to hear recordings of the president’s speeches that are archived there, too.

I’m listening to the President giving a speech…and presidents speak slowly and clearly, so even though it was in French, I could understand it!

Next we were off to some of our fellow Fulbrighters’ school for English Day. This is a festival where students read poems, sing songs, and make art to celebrate their English speaking. They also have a spelling bee, where they were spelling words like “oscilloscope” and “equilibrium.” While there, I had my first African gig with the purple trombone, performing “This Land is Your Land” with the fellow teachers. Two of Sophie’s students came to this English day to hang out with her and us, even though their English day is in May! How sweet is that?

The purple trombone rides again!

We also had the opportunity to serve as judges for the beauty competition that took place at the festival. We had to rate each girl in her beauty, dress, originality, and walk. It was really fun and I’m happy to report that I must be a good judge since my scores matched Sophie’s, and she’s seen this before!

Sara and I are not sure about our ability to judge this competition, but we’re ready to give it a go
The three winners

After English day was done, we got to have chicken thieboudienne (the traditional dish of Senegal). It was really good, and the more I have of it, the more I realize every version is a little different. Nikki (one of my traveling partners) compared it to jambalaya- you never have the same jambalaya at two places. It was the perfect analogy.

Different thieboudienne

While eating lunch, one of the spelling bee participants started talking to me. He wanted to know if I had any tips on how to make his English pronunciations better. He said he watches BBC all of the time to get better at his English, but the British English causes him some confusion from time to time. This boy spoke such wonderful English that I told him Americans don’t always understand the British English either. How cool is it that this young man wanted to perfect his English? They really view the ability to speak English as a precursor to a successful life.

From there, we went to Le Phare Des Mammales, which is the lighthouse of Dakar. We learned about how a deep water port was needed in Africa for Europeans looking to get to China for silk and India for spices. Enter in the ‘nose’ of Africa- Dakar. This tour was fascinating, because the structure of the lighthouse itself is not tall, but it is at the top of a very large hill. We did not have many stairs to climb at all. Also interesting was the fact that we got to go into the part that held the fresnel light and rotate the structure. The windows are all covered in cloth during the day, and then at sunset, they turn on the light and let it do its lighthouse job.

Who doesn’t love a good lighthouse?
The lighthouse keeper and tour guide had several fun shots for us to try. Here I am holding the Renaissance Monument between my hands!
Looking up at the light
The light and I!
The lighthouse keeper told us if we put our head in this spot, we will look like peacocks. So I did…

Next we were treated to a tour of the Mosque de la Divinité, which has a very cool story. The founder of the mosque had a dream about this mosque- it came from the sky down to the ground in his dream, so he built it. We were given the tour by this man’s grandson! The mosque was built by volunteers entirely by hand. It was gorgeous and being there during the evening call to prayer was incredible!

All four of us!
Inside the mosque
The call to prayer (the beginning got chopped off a bit, as I didn’t know when it was going to start)

We walked down to the ocean after our tour. We watched the fishermen come back in with their pirogues, and looked for beautiful shells in the basalt rocks along the shore. As we were leaving, the fishermen invited us to eat their catches of the day (for free)! This was such an Anthony Bourdain moment! We gathered around their catch that they had just got done grilling over a fire and enjoyed Emperor and Trumpet fish. They were delicious. I’ve never been a fan of fish that looked like fish (I prefer it to look like unidentified meat that smells only slightly fishy), but I’m quickly getting over that within the last 24 hours (we had fish with a face yesterday for our dinner at the hotel, too 😂). I’ve now learned to not look my dinner in the eye and to stop naming it – that seems to help! Also, trumpet fish is DELICIOUS!

Pirogues all lined up
Such a beautiful view
Basalt and shells
Rolling the pirogue back in
That’s our dinner cooking…I didn’t even know it at the time I took the picture. The Emperor fish are the big guys in the middle, and the Trumpet fish are the tubes stuffed in between and on the ends (aka the ones without heads)
Ready for adventure!
Hello, dinner!
This is how it’s done
Me and the fishermen

What an incredible day! Stay tuned for more tomorrow, as I learn how the 4% of the population that are Christian celebrate Easter! I can’t wait!

Teaching in Senegal!!!

Waking up to the sound of the rooster crowing sounds like a dream…until that rooster is crowing every morning starting at 3 am. We get up every morning to get ready for our drive into school before the sun rises, and our cultural experiences after school brings us back after the sun has set. They are full but exciting days, and that rooster is stealing my sleep…but the fresh eggs for breakfast are delicious!

I think the Senegalese people usually eat their breakfast at 9 or later, as the first morning our hotel owners were surprised when we were ready for breakfast at 7, before we left for school. Every morning, they prepare us a breakfast of 2 eggs over easy, 2 pastries, and a crepe. They have since figured out our need for an early breakfast, which we felt bad about changing their schedule! The school students and teachers eat at 10:00 at school, so I think this is their breakfast time as well. Lunch takes place after school gets out (which I think is around 2:00, but I haven’t paid attention to the end time). Today (and all Fridays), classes get out at 1:30 for Muslim prayer. I really like hearing the call to prayer- there’s something very moving about hearing thousands of people getting ready to pray!

Today is Sophie’s busy day- she teaches all 3 blocks of classes, so we got to see a lot of students! The last class of the day (the equivalent of our freshman students) had 78 students in the class! They sang songs for me (B-I-N-G-O!!!!) and I taught them “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes,” “Row Your Boat,” and “Days of the Week.” It was so much fun. The more advanced classes we had in the morning sang American pop songs (by Rihanna, John Legend, etc) for me when Sophie told them I was a musician.

Teaching the Days of the Week song (sung to the Addams Family Theme)

I also got to give out the stickers the St. Bruno students created. The Diamniadio students were so excited!

Some students put the stickers on their bags or notebooks; others wanted to take them home to put in their homes.

I also had the opportunity to give the banner with our student signatures on it to Sophie. I had her first class of the morning sign mine and they filled up the whole thing with one class!

St. Bruno banner to hang in the school in Senegal.
Signing the banner for my school

On Fridays at this school, students are allowed to wear whatever they would like (rather than the uniform they wear during the rest of the week). There were gorgeous fancy dresses that would fit in at any high school prom being worn. It is the opposite of a casual Friday here!

Check out these gorgeous dresses!

One of the girls in the middle class of the day had just gotten married last Saturday, so Sophie showed us pictures of this, as well!

If you ever want to know what it’s like to be famous, become an American teacher visiting Senegal. My traveling companions and I have been showered with gifts of bracelets and hair accessories, given written notes with phone numbers and thank you messages, and I’m pretty sure we’ve taken a selfie with every student Sophie teaches. There were two students who came to Sophie’s class today who aren’t even in her class just to see us. I haven’t had this many photos taken of me since my wedding day! I have to say that it is way more fun to see these beautiful, smiling faces shining with excitement than it is to be the center of attention! I may never get used to that!

We had a delicious lunch of Chu, which was beef, tomatoes, and onions in a spicy sauce served over rice. It was soooooo good! Good spice level that made my nose run a bit! I loved it.

After lunch, we were off for a tour of Diamniadio. As Sophie explained it, there is the ‘dream’ section of Diamniadio, which is where they are making what will be the new capital of Senegal. They are putting a United Nations headquarters for Western Africa there, along with all of the ministries, and many other important buildings. They also have colleges and expensive housing in this area. Then there is the area Sophie calls the ‘reality’ section of Diamniadio. This is the area that the school is, and where the majority of her students live. There aren’t fancy buildings and paved roads in this section! We visited the soccer stadium, international market, and the colleges in the area, while in the growing city portion of Diamniadio.

These cows are going to college?!?

We got to tour the exposition center and the conference center, which is where the president makes addresses from. The expo center was HUGE and the conference center was gorgeous! It had a lot of beautiful artwork in it- enough so that you’d think you were at an Art museum!

Exposition Center
Area where the President addresses the people at the Conference Center
VIP meeting rooms for the ministers and President

We got back to the hotel a little earlier tonight, so hopefully now that my blog is done, I can get a little extra rest before that rooster decides to make his presence known…

Ain’t No Exhaustion Like Senegal Exhaustion!

I keep forgetting to tell you all that Senegal is 5 hours ahead of home, except when we’re on the other side of Daylight Savings Time, then it’s a 6 hour difference. Also, the Senegalese people practice what’s called GMT, which they jokingly call Gambian Maybe Time, meaning that they will be late!

Today we had our second day of school- we got to watch 3 different levels of English class- Sophie taught the intermediate, a very energetic teacher taught the 1st year English speakers (6th grade), and the final year of English students- the students who are tested in 3 months to see if they will pass to go onto college. I also watched a physical education class, which looked like an army training- there were so many students in one spot!

Our beautiful host teacher and her class
P.E. Class
This school has food for sale for breakfast for the students
Making breakfast
A quick pic before class starts
There are 80 students in this classroom for beginning English class!

After classes were over for the day, we went to get lunch at a new store in the area. They were still building it while we were there. Diamniadio is being made into the new capital of Senegal, so the area by our school is being developed a bit more as well. We also got to go to a grocery store, which wasn’t all that different- they didn’t have anything overly odd compared to US standards, at least.

This seems to be the center of town
The grocery store- if you bring a bag in, it must be checked into a locker before you can shop. They take your bag, put it in a numbered locker and give you a card with your number on it. You return the card to them when you are done shopping to get your bag back
Senegal has many delicious juices, and I’m happy to say I’ve tried these already!
Produce!

After lunch, we went back to our hotel and changed for the beach. We drove along the coast for a bit and got to visit two Catholic Churches! Sophie took us to Saly Beach and Somone Beach (that has a bird sanctuary). They were very different!

This church was built by the President.
Which day of the week it is decides which church you go to. People will walk all the way from Dakar to attend these churches. Notice that they are both open air!
Saly Beach – fisherman just about to go out
Luckily I didn’t blind anyone with my very pale Norwegian skin, as I kept my outerwear on over my swimsuit!
Pirogues (that’s the name of these long, skinny, and often beautifully decorated boats)
Nothing like a horse ride along the beach (this is not us, nor did we do it…the horses just came very close to us!)
There are goats everywhere!
Somone Beach
Beautiful sunset
I think you can see why it is a bird sanctuary!
This is how they catch oysters
Mangrove trees
Time to go back to the hotel! See you all tomorrow!

So like the title of this blog post says- I’m so very tired! It’s a good tired, though, and I can’t wait for tomorrow!

Pinch Me…I’m in my Host Community!

Wow! I’m in awe. This morning, right after breakfast, we headed out to our host communities. Our driver had to stop several times to ask directions to our hotel, but we made it!

Our hotel is incredibly secure, and has a collection of animals at it (chickens, monkeys, ostriches, horses, etc.). I’m pretty sure I will be awoken by rooster tomorrow morning! It is very beautiful here! I’ll share pictures of it when I leave the area (just to be safe). We had to pay in cash for our hotel, as it does not accept credit card.

Just me and my ostrich…

For this portion of the trip, we are broken into smaller groups, so I’m now traveling with Sara and Nikki, who both teach English classes at high schools. We were served hibiscus juice while we waited for our host teacher and driver to arrive at the hotel to take us to school.

This is a great way to wait for a ride!

It wasn’t a very long drive to the school (20 minutes, maybe?), but this area is much different from Dakar. Dakar feels like a big city you could experience anywhere- where I am now is much more unique. We saw cows in the road, goats and pigs wandering around, and sand as far as the eye can see. Sophie, my host teacher, told us that it is the dry season here. In two months, everything gets very green and trees have more leaves.

When we got to school, we arrived in time to watch our host teacher lead professional development activities for her ‘cell’ (like our departments). All of the English teachers were holding their monthly meeting, and today’s was on encouraging students to speak English in class. Sophie gave two lessons to about 80 teachers for them to try in their classrooms. It was fun to see the similarities between professional development in Senegal and professional development in the US…lots of passionate debate! That wrapped up at the end of the school day for the students.

After this, Sophie gave us a tour of the school, and it is so much hotter in Diamniadio than Dakar! I miss the breeze off of the Atlantic! I am fascinated with the school! It is so fun to meet the students, as they giggle and smile at the Americans.

The school buildings for 2,000 students
Classrooms look like this- there will be 70-80 students in each class

We were treated to a dinner given by the English club. We got to eat the national dish of Senegal, and it was delicious!!!

They made all of these for tonight!
Thieboudienne – the national dish. It is rice, fish, vegetables, and delicious spices. It is pronounced chuh-boo-jen
You sit on the floor to eat! Sophie did such a great job of making sure we knew what everything was, how to do it, and that we got enough! We’re in great hands!

After that, we received a welcome ceremony. We were treated like royalty! We got a performance of the National anthem of Senegal and a welcome song performed by the English club. A gymnastics team performed for us, followed by a traditional dance. Nikki, Sara, and I were invited to come up with the dancers a few times. We got quite a few laughs, but it was so much fun. Important members of the school staff gave speeches, and we gave speeches as well. We even had our own interpreter to let us know what the words of the songs and speeches meant. I now know what it feels like to be a celebrity!

The English Club sang this beautiful song (among others…this one was just the shortest, so it has the best chance of making it through the upload process!)

After that, it was time to go back to our hotel. Nikki still had to change her money, so Sophie found a shop in town that was willing to do it. Everyone was outside talking and hanging out- it looked like what a block party looks like back home, but I get the feeling that it is like this every day here!

Just a regular Wednesday night!

Well, I am exhausted, so I’m going to shower and go to bed! It’ll be an early morning for going to school tomorrow! I can’t wait to observe the classes!!!

Last Day in Dakar…for now!

Today was our final day of learning about Senegal before going to our host communities! We learned about Senegalese history and culture, which was fascinating! Senegal is a relatively new country (on its own at least) as it just got its independence from France in April 4, 1960! We learned about the first presidents, and the politics in Senegal.

After this session, we got a training on things we need to know for succeeding in our host communities. There are a lot of things to remember and so many Wolof phrases to practice between now and when we depart- I’m going to be busy practicing them tonight!

Then it was off to lunch! Our lunch location was another gorgeous spot just down a cliff from the president’s house. It was such incredible food!

Our dining location
The president’s house is the most prominent building in the middle of the picture

After our incredible lunch, we headed to the Renaissance Monument. There was some crazy traffic- they have roundabouts, and people come from every direction through them. It’s fascinating (and I’m so glad I’m not driving here).

The traffic died down a bit once I started making this video…but you’ll get the idea

The Renaissance Monument is the second highest monument in the world. It is awe-inspiring. First, you must climb 198 stairs to get to the base of the monument. It was really cool because when we got to the top of the stairs, it was Muslim prayer time, so we were able to hear several mosques calling people to prayer. It was a very cool moment.

Doesn’t look too bad, right?!?

The statue is a man, a woman pointing backwards, and a child pointing forwards. The child is pointing forward to the future and the woman is pointing behind, symbolizing the past. This beautifully depicts the Senegalese belief that even if you look towards the future, don’t forget where you came from. Also interesting to note is that the child is pointing directly to the flame in the torch of the Statue of Liberty in New York City! Also, the monument is made of copper and will eventually turn green like the Statue of Liberty.

Trying my hand at reflecting on my past while looking to the future

After you’ve caught your breath and you have your ticket to go in, there is a guided tour of 3 floors of exhibits about Senegal history and culture.

Musicians!!!
Artwork depicting Martin Luther King, Jr. and Barack Obama- both greatly admired Americans in Senegal

After you have walked up the stairs for the three floors of exhibits, you go back down the stairs to get into the elevator that takes you all the way to the man’s head, where you get an unbelievable view of the city of Dakar!

View looking towards the Atlantic
Checking out the city with the child’s head in view
Small space, but great views!

After we rode the tiny elevator back down, we took a group photo of us and then went back to the hotel for the night. A few of us ordered appetizers from the hotel restaurant to share and had some wonderful discussions. This is such an inspiring group of educators and I’m grateful for the fellowship and collaboration time! It will be sad leaving them all tomorrow to go out into the communities, but thankfully we will reconvene before leaving for home!

Another gorgeous sunset! Farewell, Dakar!

Dakar, Day 2

Today started with an incredible breakfast at the hotel! I tried so many things that I’ve never had before (I avoided things I’d eat at home, other than that fruit). I’m not sure what all I ate, but my favorite was a spicy chicken! Who wouldn’t like spicy chicken for breakfast? 😂

The spicy chicken is top center! To the right of it was a spicy sauce to make the spicy chicken even spicier!

We then got a briefing on what the education system in Senegal looks like and the history of how it has worked and changed over time. It was fascinating.

A very interesting belief we were told about is “Behind any difficulty there is easiness; behind any easiness there is difficulty.” This really resonated with me, as I can see that balance within my own life. I also think this is a great philosophy to teach students as often the students I teach see themselves as “not good at something,” when they can work a little harder now to make it easier to learn later, or the opposite- when students think they are really good at something that came easily to them, but then have a problem persevering when it gets hard. I can also see this when listening to people’s life stories- often people say “I’ve always had it rough…that’s just how I live…nothing ever goes right for me.” This then becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy, instead of people persevering and trying new opportunities to leave the situation they’re in.

After this session, we went to the US Embassy in Dakar. If you ever find yourself at an embassy, don’t take pictures outside! We had some of our group get in trouble for doing so before we went inside. The embassy in Dakar is the head embassy for Western Africa, so a lot of our government agencies have offices there. USAID was a big part of the help the Senegalese received from the US for programs, so they are now trying to recover from the cuts. What I found incredible though was how the people here are viewing that as an opportunity to move on from assistance and work harder to help their fellow people. What a great story of perseverance! So many lost their jobs, but rather than feel sorry for themselves, they are moving on so that it can’t happen to them again!

At the US Embassy! Don’t worry; one of the embassy employees took this picture for me, so I did not get in trouble!!

We then headed to lunch at another beautiful restaurant. The menu was entirely in French, and Mrs. Nanneman (my high school French teacher) would have been proud as I translated for my colleagues sitting by me.

The menu!

After our delicious lunch, we were back learning about Senegalese family, food, and culture. This session was fascinating! No matter what age you are, your father is in charge. He makes all of the decisions for the family and is in charge of supporting the members of the family. Families are huge in Senegal. Everyone lives together (grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, sons, daughter-in-laws, children) and it is not uncommon for there to be 10 people sharing a room. Also, Muslim men can take up to 4 wives. The first wife is usually chosen for you by your father, but the other wives are up to you to choose. It is the husband’s job to take care of the wives and prevent them from fighting- to accomplish this, the man must not favor one over the others.

Food is eaten with your hands out of one community bowl while sitting on the floor. Men get one bowl and women get a different one. Kids are not allowed to grab from the middle of the bowl or talk during meals. You may also only eat with your right hand, and if you drop something, you need to eat it (no food goes to waste).

We also learned about the core values of Senegalese people, but I’m going to circle back to those on another day. I have some ideas on how I want to link them to my classroom, as they are all great lessons that I think students should really hear! I know they will find them fascinating!

After dinner, I exchanged my crisp US dollars (could not have any wrinkles or rips) for West African francs. Mrs. Nanneman would again be proud because the man ran out of money the first time and I was able to ask when more was coming, when the office closed, and other useful knowledge. I’m not sure my grammar was 100% correct, but the man understood my attempts and I understood his French responses. I was really proud on that as I actually tried to form sentences and questions that involved various verb tenses. It was quite the mental workout!

It was now time for dinner, and we had a buffet at the hotel restaurant that was delicious. It has been really nice eating in this area, as IREX has booked these places due to their reputation. This means we haven’t had to be as vigilant about worrying about food prep procedures and drinking water/ice cubes. I will need to remember to be vigilant when out in my community.

Great closing to another great day in Dakar! See you all tomorrow!